"I'd have waited," Raylan promised softly. If it was anyone else, Raylan might choose differently but he didn't want Malcolm coming home to an empty and dark apartment when he was promised otherwise. Raylan would have rescheduled his fight or just bought another ticket - something. Malcolm was an exception to the rules.

The telling got raised eyebrows, and an impressed hum. "That's some extraordinary work, if he looked that good. Are you excited because it's a funeral directors convention or that you get to go?"